Sigrid:
- Insists on carrying a dandelion in each hand when out walking.
- Yells "YEAH!!!!" when I come into her bedroom in the morning.
- Says "Melmo," even though she's never seen Elmo on TV and only knows him from the picture on her diapers. Elmo is made of special baby crack.
- Sings "Yah-Yo" when we get to the e-i-e-i-o part of Old MacDonald.
- Adores dogs, and buries her face in their fur whenever the opportunity arises.
- Picks up her blankie and runs for the gate at the bottom of the stairs when we say it's bedtime. She loves bedtime. Yes, I know I'm really lucky.
- Has a particular fondness for crossing footbridges. Over and over and over.
- Still wears size 4 shoes. How did I make such a tiny person?
Soren:
- Insists on carrying five dandelions in each hand when out walking.
- Has finally learned to pedal his tricycle.
- Writes me messages on his magnet board, such as "NOT U GD WA TO TOK" ("Not a good way to talk") when I scolded him for unwinding the toilet paper roll.
- Can identify pretty much every make of automobile in the country, which you already know if you've ever spent any time with him in the past year.
- Claims stegosaurus had spikes to protect it from creditors.
- Likes to read "The Monster at the End of This Book" with me because he knows it's my favorite.
- Would like a red Lincoln pickup truck.
- Is about to turn 4. How is that possible?
3 comments:
makes me miss them MORE..if that's possible...
OK, seriously . . . why does Lincoln need/make a pickup truck? Who buys a LINCOLN PICKUP TRUCK? (Present blog subjects excepted, naturally.)
The people who lived across the street from us in Anchorage had a Lincoln pickup truck. That was one sign of how classy they were. Another was the taxidermied zebra in their entryway. As a parent, I'm glad to Soren aspires to that level of sophistication.
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